Don't remind meThat some days I'm the windshieldAnd other days I'm just a lucky bugThese cold iron railsLeave old mossy trailsThrough the countrysideThe crow and the beanfieldAre my best friends, but boy I need a hug

If the green left the grass on the other sideI would make like a tree and leaveBut if I reached for your hand, would your eyes get wideWho knew the other side could be so green

Don't remind meI'm a chickadee in love with the skyBut that's clearly not a lot to crow about'Cause when the stars silhouette meI'm scared they'll forget me and flicker outI taste honey but I haven't seen the hiveYeah, I didn't look, I didn't even try